Chapter One:If I see something I haven't seen before, I'll throw a dollar at it.

Calista pulled up to the bar just after the sun went down, unbuttoning her leather jacket she moved into the bar, getting a feel for the people in the town. She looked around and noticed Stefan sitting by a girl who looked like her sister, but was definitely human. She arched a brow and grinned, was it already time for another Petrova doppelganger? How many years had gone by already? She ran her hand through her hair and smirked before moving through the crowd to the bar. Taking a seat she ordered a scotch and spun around to face the crowd, observing them while making sure to listen in on Stefan and the girl's conversation.

"Elena, promise me you won't ever go into the tunnel again. Katherine will just find a way to use you like she uses everyone and I don't want you to get hurt." Stefan said a hushed tone. Elena bit her lower lip and ran her hand through her hair and shook her head.

"Katherine is the only one that knows who we are dealing with. I can't promise that I won't go talk to her again, but I won't keep it from you like I did last time." She said as she stood up and looked at him.

"She isn't the one we should be looking out for now, we've got the elders to look out for." She said as she then left the bar.

Calista had a smirk upon her face as she spun around and downed her scotch. While they were right about not having to fear Katherine right now, they had her to look out for before the elders. The elders only made their presence known when it was absolutely necessary. Ordering another scotch she downed it and then paid the bartender before sliding off her stool and moving to the billiards table. She knew there was a witch in the town, there had to have been if Katherine was here. She knew she had the moonstone, or moreover that it was in this town, and that Katherine was a romantic and always had to be poetic about things. She grabbed a stick and chalked it while looking around the area, there were a few people who could be witches, but it had to be someone who was a descendant from back in the day when Katherine was here before. Her younger sister was so predictable it made her chuckle. Calista remembered her sister having a witch as a servant by the name of Emily. Only one person in this entire area reminded her of Emily and she was sitting next to some boy, who seemed to know her.

Calista put her in her memory, and made sure not to come in physical contact with her, she knew that a witch would be able to sense what she was, and her entire plan would be ruined. She broke the set and looked at the choices, seeing only a solid red ball fall into the far left pocket. She tilted her head sensing someone near before she heard a voice behind her.

"Need a partner?" She turned around and looked at the person who matched the voice. Damon Salvatore. She smiled and looked up at him, tucking her hair behind her ears.

"Actually I was just looking for one; if you think you're man enough to verse me, go ahead." She said arching a fine brow and curling her full lips into a grin. She also enjoyed Damon, even back in 1864 when he was human. She knew that if she could have him on her side, she would have one loyal dog so to speak. She knew that when Damon loved someone he was there for them and did anything they wanted, Stefan was partly the same, but he had a conscious to him, while Damon became blinded by love. She grinned as she was watched him lower himself to hit the striped green ball in the pocket. He had a nice backside, and by nice she meant hella fine.

Standing there she looked at him as he turned around and gave her his signature smile.

"Your turn." He said as he moved up to her and then around her slowly to stand there and watch her. Damon had to admit that the girl he was playing billiards with was easy on the eyes but there was something about her that seemed familiar to him. His first instinct told him she was a vampire, after all that's been happening lately, those new to town were more likely vampires or of the supernatural persuasion. He wasn't stupid but he thought he could have some fun with this one; after all, he couldn't let such a smoking hot girl go without him showing her a good time.

The game went on for awhile until finally Calista sunk the 8 ball in the front right pocket. She smirked and looked at him.

"Game, set and match!" She said putting her hand on her hips grinning once more. Damon looked at her and pulled on a smile once more.

"You've got good game that much I can tell you." Damon said moving up to her.

"So tell me, what is your name? I haven't seen you around town." Damon said as he put his arm up against the wall behind Calista.

Calista looked at him and grinned, she leaned her head back and stared into his eyes before she responded.

"My name is Calista…Callie for short." She said put her hands inside the pockets of her jacket. She then stood up straight, making sure she was only inches from Damon's face before grinning.

"Thanks for the match, it was fun. See you around." She said as she ducked under his arm and made her way through the crowd to leave. She knew how Damon's type worked. He was accustomed to women caving to him, and she knew she had to give him the cold shoulder. She figured that if Stefan loved this Elena girl, that Damon did as well, he seemed to follow in his brother's footsteps with love interests. He just needed a girl that was more like him, someone grounded and into having fun, she could do that. She just had to lure him in, and knowing that Damon wasn't stupid, she could tell that he would confront her once she left the bar about being a vampire, if she could get him to just be interested in her being a vampire that was fine, she didn't have any information on her out there in the world, so he couldn't do any digging.

Like clockwork once the door to the bar closed and she was out of the street light, Damon was behind her. Once she reached the wall where her bike was parked she was pinned up against the wall, she let him do so, to make him feel better about himself. She looked at him and laughed a bit as he stared at her with his blood shot vampire eyes. She arched a brow and put her arms at her side.

"Was that supposed to scare me? Come on now, vampire. You should know better than that." She said and gave him a look, she wanted to make it seem like she didn't know him, so she hide behind the truth, by calling him vampire implied she didn't know who he was, which would make him a bit more at ease around her. After all, most of the vampires around here knew who the Salvatore brothers were.

Damon returned his eyes to normal and looked at her; she didn't know who he was. That was good. He kept his hold on her and leaned in real close.

"Either you are a vampire, or a witch. Obviously, you're not a witch, so you're a vampire and if I was able to overpower you, you must be newly turned." Calista just looked at him not confirming nor denying that fact.

"Are you a vampire?" He said looking at her.

"Yeah what's it to ya? I was passing through, noticed a bar, and thought I'd stop for a drink or two." Damon looked at her and loosened his grip but still remained close.

"Who are you anyways? You got some territorial thing going on here in this town?" She said as she looked at him, she knew here she had to pretend she didn't know him, or else her plan would be ruined. If she played it off that she didn't know who he was, or even Katherine for that matter, she could stay here. Even if she told the truth which she wanted to, really badly, he would not have believed her. No one knew who she was, with the given exception of the elders.

"Who am I? I'm Damon, your worst nightmare." He said looking at her with cold eyes. Calista had to smile at that, she leaned in closer, closing the small gap between them.

"What a beautiful nightmare it is then." She said as she looked into his eyes. Oh yes, this would be fun.